“Ooh, look, I met a movie star! Who says I don’t know how to spend your money?”
Canadian honcho Justin Trudeau recently spent $61,000 of taxpayers’ money to attend an “anti-poverty gala” at a five-star hotel in New York City (https://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2023/06/justin_trudeau_dropped_61000_in_taxpayer_money_for_a_5star_hotel_stay_to_attend_an_antipoverty_gala_in_nyc.html). And the $61,000 was just the hotel bill; the total cost of the escapade has not been reported.
Yowsah–“urgent action to end extreme poverty!” Really? How? Oh, you get a bunch of movie stars and politicians for a wing-ding at a pricey hotel… and that somehow alleviates poverty. Or something.
The event was hosted by “Global Citizen NOW.”
If you’re still wondering why regular people detest liberals, read this article for as many times as it takes for your light bulb to come on.
Our Prime Dictator is an embarrassment, a narcissist and a constant liar. Unfortunately, our opposition party members aren’t much better.
How do your countries wind up getting governed by frauds, liars, idiots and villains that you wouldn’t trust to handle a paper route? I’m a political scientist, I’m supposed to understand these things. But I don’t!
Original sin. All countries are made up of fallen men — and that’s a generic “men,” not a masculine-specific one, but “people” is too generalized and “individuals” is too sociological.
“How do your countries wind up getting governed by frauds, liars, idiots and villains that you wouldn’t trust to handle a paper route?”
He was selected as party leader because of his famous last name. People voted for him, because of his famous last name. Some women openly said they were voting for him because they thought he was f***able (yes, they used that exact word). Even then, Elections Canada found that that 2015 election was influenced by registered third parties (legal) that received foreign funding (illegal).
In other words, he was never legitimately elected.
Isn’t Trudeau one of Fidel Castro’s sons?
How the dickens does he stay in office?
He’s too much of a narcissist to quit.
The light is already on, I don’t need to read it. And I better not read it, for my anger might make me throw the messenger (my computer and monitor) on the floor and stomp them to bits, than burning the pieces to ashes, and pouring the ashes in the sea.